Day after month after 1 year
All the same
Walking on egg shells
Waterfalls forming on my face
Never coming home
I have everything
But feel nothing
Breath quickens its step
Every step I take when going home
Afraid of making mistakes
Afraid of showing who I am
Afraid of my identities real emotions
Bad thoughts coming back
The knife coming back
My body in danger
Need to hide
Need someone
Need to feel again